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It was better this way.

"You in my grip now, sugah."

"This won't hold me long," Christian Crusader stated. His arms were pinned to his sides but the walls holding him felt soft and pliant. He flexed his muscles and felt the walls stretch around him. Not long at all, he thought, pushing his arms slowly outwards.

"My, ain't you a strong one," the girl smiled. A large bulge swelled out of her shoulder and travelled down her flexible left arm until it met and merged with the rubbery matter imprisoning Christian Crusader. The effect was instantaneous as the walls thickened by a few inches and snapped back to pinion his arms back at his sides again.

Grunting, Christian Crusader strained again. The walls gave a little but he could only push them so far before the elasticity snapped his arms back into place again.

"No use," the girl said.

Snarling, spittle staining his lips he strained again to no avail.

"You might be strong but you ain't got no leverage with your arms pinned to your sides."

Christian Crusader gave a great roar until the veins popped up on his neck as he gave an almighty flex of his muscles. The walls stretched and stretched and stretched and then held. Face burning, he tried to suck more air into his lungs for one last big push, but it was no use, the muscles in his arms were shivering now, worn out from the exertions.

No, one big push, that was all he needed.

The blue walls suddenly contracted so hard the air was forced from Christian Crusader's lungs with a gasp.

"Quit fighting, it's time to get naked with Sister Squeeze," the girl purred.

Within the cocoon Christian Crusader felt the fabric of his costume gripped tight in a number of different places. There was a sharp expansion and he felt his costume tear away in shreds, including his...

... his belt! The source of all his powers! Alan Miller panicked. He tried to struggle, but without the strength boost of his belt the rubbery walls now felt so tight around his body he could barely breathe.

"Dis is a nice piece of kit," Sister Squeeze held the belt in her right hand and looked at it admiringly. "Dis what allow you to fly, make you strong too."

It was over, Miller thought forlornly. Without his powers he'd never break her grip. His head slumped forward. She'd beaten him.

"Ah don't be so down", the girl soothed. "Not when we're gonna have so much fun together."

To emphasize what she meant Miller felt something pinch his bottom.

"If you good I might just give you your toy back," Sister Squeeze pouted.

Fun. Good. A germ of a plan suddenly entered Miller's mind. Since the slut seemed so keen to fuck him maybe he could turn that to his advantage. Maybe charm could triumph where strength had failed.

"Huf - maybe we've got off on the wrong foot here," he looked up and fixed her with his most dazzling grin, the one that made all the ladies melt.

"I knew you'd see it my way," Sister Squeeze smiled. "Why fight? It's so much better if you relax."

The fleshy cocoon around Christian Crusader began to slowly pulsate. The walls softened and pulled him down as they expanded around him. Undulating motions gripped his shoulders and back and tenderly began to massage the tenseness out of his muscles.

"Isn't this so much better?" the blue girl said. Slowly she walked forwards.

It was very good, Miller thought. Her cocoon pulsed around him and muscular contractions kneaded and stroked the muscles of his neck and back before spreading across his whole body. The sensation was incredible against his naked flesh. It was like being caressed and fondled by a hundred soft hands.

"And dis is just the beginning," she fixed Miller with a lascivious smile and then directed his gaze to her right hand. Mesmerised he watched her fingers bend back and forth before they lost all semblance of rigidity and began to undulate like snakes. The liquefaction spread down her arm until the entire limb was swaying with sinuous grace.

Sister Squeeze winked and then her hand whipped forward like a striking snake.

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